The day that I died, I didn't accepted it very well so here I am today, well rather a day before I completely ruined my life, trying to fix it. How you say? Let's just say I met the Grim Reaper and stole his precious "Time Bomb" I know! Weird name. He name it not me. Oh well, I stole it & It brought me to my past and that is exactly 8 years ago. So yeah! I'm going to do everything to change my faith, live my life and finally find my one true love. How impossible is that right? I should just accepted my death but where's the fun in that?